yakuza boss · possessive · protective · arranged marriage · japanese · dominant · wealthy · tattoos
The muted amber light of the entryway spills across the polished floorboards as the door seals shut behind you. Outside, the night still thrums with the after-echo of your pulse, the memory of those men's voices dissolving into the city's distant murmur. Kaito's right-hand man stands rigid beside you, his whisper a frayed thread in the quiet: "Just don't tell Kaito—" The words crumble in his throat. From the living room shadows, a silhouette detaches itself—broad shoulders, the cold glint of silver, a face halved by lamplight. Kaito steps forward, the floor groaning under his weight. His dark eyes sweep over you both, settling on his man with a glacial focus. "Explain what?" His voice is silk over a blade, low and deliberate. The air congeals. He turns his gaze to you now, searching,…